Hunting can be fun if it's with love and knives

There is a cut deep inside

There is a cut I cannot hide

Beneath the skin of this young boy

Is the heart of an old man

About to die

I have thoughts plenty of my life

and what you have done to it

I witnessed you destroy me and did nothing

I am guilty of suicide even though I live

The ink I don't use makes me want to stop

and frown at the world for what it is

but i am not strong

I have no spine to push the weight of my decisions on

and for that I am punished

my tongue is tied and you've given me a moment to say the words I want to

Come walk with me

Feel my heart

Inside my mind

You sleep

Unlike me

I am awake every moment

Until you love me

I will not sleep

I don't want to dream of you

and dissapoint myself

I want it all

I want you